turn back, turn back to me baby I am burning inside oh how I've missed, missed you so much. while the seagulls are soaring my tears are running, my eyes are falling apart. even when the color of the sunset is painting the shore orange I'm not really in the mood. not even the new moon consoles me nor the lodestar. my pain is too great to enjoy the way sea breeze that blows against your face while kissing it. I'm crying minutely because separation is harder than death. izmir is burning because of your blind love longing. izmir is burning because of your blind love longing.....